Posts for Mother

At the End of Our Hike

General/Column April 22, 2019

I carry a collection of sticks for my son: wand, backup wand, walking stick, horse, blaster, sword. In my head,…

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Misnaming

General/Column February 5, 2018

Her mother called her hair dishwater blonde, referring to the swirls of ash and gold, to the way it scrubbed…

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The Storyteller

General/Column April 21, 2017

The sun shines through the massive windows where I sit drinking a steaming latte. The door to the coffee shop…

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You’re Never Too Old To Want Your Mother

General/Column February 6, 2017

“Ouch,” my daughter complains as I run the brush through her hair. “That hurts,” she tells me each time the…

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